Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

Chapter 82 Provocation

Mrs. Song shook her head with a smile and replied: "Girl Yue, don't worry, your aunt is still young, she can just have another one in the future."

The implication of Mrs. Song's words was that her daughter-in-law could still have children, but the mistress of the Duke's house had seen over the years that she was no longer able to have children.

Song Jinyue's tense expression relaxed slightly, she raised her head to look at her little grandmother, pursed her lips, and stopped talking.

Mrs. Song smiled and said: "Girl Yue, do you still have other thoughts? Why don't you come and listen to my little grandmother?"

Song Jinyue shook her head hurriedly and explained: "Grandma misunderstood, I have no other thoughts, but... how can I talk to my parents about this matter?"

"You don't need to worry about this. Since you have put this thought in, my little grandma also understands, so just leave this matter to my little grandma." Mrs. Song looked considerate.

Song Jinyue thanked her repeatedly.

The target replied, and Song Jinyue stood up to leave. Mrs. Song did not leave her talking, and waved her hand to signal her to go first.

Song Qinghua stood up in a hurry, said goodbye to her grandmother, and went to see Song Jinyue off in person.

Mrs. Song was not unreasonable and was very satisfied with Song Qinghua's attitude, so she let her go to see Song Jinyue off.

The two of them just walked out of the room. Mrs. Song was lying on the back of the chair, looking in the direction of the door, and said to the nanny beside her: "It's not like we were asked to run away in vain. This girl, no matter how valuable her status is, it doesn't matter."

?There is no male son in the Duke’s palace. Is it possible to find a son-in-law?”

Mrs. Song's lips raised a sarcastic smile, "The boss has always been thin-skinned. If you ask him to find a son-in-law, he will be ashamed to death."

"Yes." The nanny only agreed without interrupting.

Mrs. Song couldn't sit still, so she let her grandma help her to the desk. She picked up the brush and wrote a letter home on the letterhead. After a while, Mrs. Song ironed the envelope with a red candle and sealed it.

He handed it to the nanny behind him and ordered: "Send someone loyal to deliver the letter to the second brother."

"Yes." Grandma took the envelope and put it away properly.

Mrs. Song was now satisfied and quickly thought of a solution.

According to Mrs. Song's behavior, the envelope sent to Jiangnan was just to inform the second child that she had adopted Song Guang to the deceased late Duke's wife.

By the time Mr. Song, who was far away in the south of the Yangtze River, received the letter sent by his mother from the south of the Yangtze River, Mrs. Song had already settled the matter.

Song Qinghua asked her maid to stay in the house to serve her grandmother, while she personally saw Song Jinyue out.

Originally Song Jinyue was not willing to let Song Qinghua take this trip, but Song Qinghua insisted on it, so she guessed that maybe Song Qinghua had something to say to her.

She let Song Qinghua hold her arm, signaling Qiu Yun to take a few steps behind.

Under the corridor, two beautiful figures walked slowly.

Song Qinghua had been brewing her emotions for a long time and mustered up her courage. Then she gathered her strength and said, "Sister Yue, can you help me?"

Song Jinyue just looked like Song Qinghua and didn't answer the conversation.

Song Qinghua then let go of Song Jinyue's arm, looked at the pillars on the side with a lonely expression, and murmured to herself: "I don't know what my grandmother is thinking, but now, I have naturally guessed it, but, I have already made up my mind.

Dear, how could you..."

She guessed her grandmother's thoughts. Her grandmother brought her to the capital just to ask her to climb high branches.

But she didn't want to think that although the fiancé Jiang Nan had chosen came from a poor family, he was now a Jinshi.

If she gets another fame in the future, she will naturally be able to follow suit.

and……

They were very happy with each other. Before coming to the capital, he made a special trip to visit her and said that when spring would get warmer next year, he would put their marriage on the agenda. His parents at home were also very satisfied with the marriage.

Now, if she really followed her grandmother's wishes, how could she have the dignity to meet her parents and fiancé?

And based on her family status, she also knew that if she really wanted to climb a high position in the capital, the young master's character must be insufficient. Otherwise, why would others take a fancy to her?

Comparing the two, she is naturally her fiancé whose heart belongs to Jiangnan.

And after marriage, even if life is difficult, I think with the dowry given to her by her parents, their life will not be too bad.

"Sister Hua, since you still see the old lady's thoughts, how do you think I can help you?" Song Jinyue admits that she is not a good person, and now when she is asked to help, there must be a reason why she must help.

Or, what benefits can Song Qinghua bring to herself?

Seeing what she said, Song Qinghua could no longer see any light in her eyes. She lowered her head in defeat, bit her red lips, and unconsciously twisted a plain handkerchief with her hands.

After a long silence, Song Qinghua suddenly raised her head, stared at Song Jinyue, and asked: "You don't want my brother to adopt your deceased mother's name, do you? All you do is to hope that my grandmother will force the Duke of the country."

Song Jinyue raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at Song Qinghua, sneered, and turned away.

Everyone is understanding.

Now that she has said this, she starts to threaten herself?

Song Qinghua thinks too highly of herself.

"Sister Yue, I was wrong..." Song Qinghua suddenly realized that she shouldn't be like this, and saw that Song Jinyue was really angry. She was a little panicked for a moment, and stepped forward to hold Song Jinyue's hand.

He whispered: "I was the one who panicked. Sister Yue, don't be upset."

Now, the only person Song Qinghua can find is Song Jinyue. Her parents are far away in the south of the Yangtze River. Water far away cannot save the fire nearby. And with her grandmother's temperament, she is afraid that her grandmother will secretly do something irreparable.

Tell her that there is no way out.

She can't afford to gamble.

"Sister Yue, I really have no choice..."

Song Qinghua's eyes were red, holding back the tears that were about to burst.

What she held was not just Song Jinyue's hand, but more like the only life-saving piece of driftwood held by a drowning person.

Song Jinyue raised her hand and pulled out the wrists restrained by Song Qinghua. Her eyes were indifferent and she said, "Sister Hua, it's not that I don't help, it's that I can't do anything."

"No, no, sister Yue, you must have a way."

Song Qinghua shook her head, refusing to believe what Song Jinyue said, and her body was trembling slightly. The cold wind in winter seemed to stir up a vortex in her body, making her shiver.

This scene makes people look sad.

Song Jinyue thought for a moment, and suddenly a plan came to her mind. She looked at Song Qinghua and said, "I do have a plan, but I don't know if you are willing to do it."

She didn't even say what the plan was. Song Qinghua nodded repeatedly and agreed.

Even if she is on the sword and in the sea of ​​fire, for her now, as long as there is a chance, she will not give up.

"Just ask your fiancé to come to the capital, and then leave it to me. By then, even if the old lady wants to, she won't be able to do it." Song Jinyue finished her plan in one breath.

The rest was left to Song Qinghua to make her own decision.

For a moment, Song Qinghua was a little embarrassed when she arrived.

"If it doesn't work, then I really have nothing to do." Seeing her like this, Song Jinyue said slowly.

(End of chapter)